An Evening Flight

Once again there arrived
Those misty twilight hours,
To return, refresh and relax.
With my winged friends chirruping,
I too winged across, those
Transparent cloudy patches,
And the day’s eye, closing.
The cool breeze gave a stroke
And woke up the nestling night.
We flew and flew in unison;
Breathing in the beauty, of-
The moonlit and starry sky,
Of the wonderfully decked earth,
With a blinking eye on every leaf tip.
We flew and flew in tune with-
The music of the crickets; and
Saw far away a handful of fire
Taking off and soaring high.
We flew and flew in harmony;
Sharing the day’s stories,
Laughing at and teasing each other.
Finally when our eyes fell on,
The night’s blooming queens,
It was the end of that flight,
And the beginning of another,
Into a world of still unknown lands.